Isaiah 47, sung word for word in more than 20 music styles, with the words on screen. Free. Choose a style and a voice to play it.
1 -“Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
2 -Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
3 -Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
4 -Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name—is the Holy One of Israel.
5 -“Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
6 -I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
7 -You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
8 -So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
9 -These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
10 -You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
11 -But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
12 -So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
13 -You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you—your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
14 -Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
15 -This is what they are to you—those with whom you have labored and traded from youth—each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
(Berean Standard Bible)
